At the Roosevelt.

I had an event in the city this past Tuesday evening, so Blake met me afterward for a date night at the Roosevelt Hotel. We headed over to our old neighborhood for dinner and passed the night eating tacos (in honor of National Taco Day, as we realized when we sat down at the restaurant) and reminiscing/appreciating where we are at this particular moment in our lives.

What luck that he is mine, that two homes have laid claim to our hearts, that we share a love of Mexican food and coffee and holding hands under night skies.

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